Heart Hunting

MixC, the landmark of rich area in this city.

The architectural styles here are different and distinctive, just like the private villa in front of Kenny.

The French style decoration is integrated with modern elements. Different colors and high pure colors are used in the design. Elegant white lines are matched with light gray green. With exquisite classical relief furniture, the whole space is like an elegant French style

painting.

Poppy watches all the way and is led into the master bedroom by Kenny.

"Did you just said give me a ride? But seems that this is you house, isn't it?" Poppy sits on the edge of the bed and asks. She is not afraid at all that he would rush to her in the next second. She is still calm.

"My house can be your house. You are welcome to move in anytime if you like." Kenny doesn't seem to be joking. Poppy thinks carefully about the authenticity of his words.

"You can eat at random, but don't talk randomly, otherwise..." Poppy gets close to him on purpose. "the consequences will be serious!"

Kenny puts his arms around her. "How serious?"

Poppy fondles the stubble that has just grown out of his chin, and says with her eyes blinks, "I'll take it as serious."

For a moment, Kenny is almost blank in his mind. When he is about to talk, Poppy asks tentatively, "do you often take women to your home? Why do I smell a fragrance of women in the air?"

Kenny suddenly pounces on her and puts up three fingers, "I swear, you are the first woman I take home."

Poppy laughs. "Are you really so devoted?"

"Uh huh?" Kenny looks at her red lips, and is ready to lean down on her, but is stopped by Poppy. "It's a good thing to have a plan, but the plan often fails to catch up with the change. Just like now, I just want to take a good bath." It's enough flirting with him. She was sweating when running just now, and now she's all wet and uncomfortable.

Kenny's presses his waist on her. "You know that I have a plan, so do you think I will let you go?"

"Yeah, cuz I'm sweaty now, and you're not gonna be comfortable." Poppy looks at him seriously. "If you don't mind, please lend me some clothes?"

Kenny lies down to her side and says, "I'll lend you clothes when you satisfying me."

"You're insane!" Poppy disdains his threat and sits up with her arms against the bed.

Kenny doesn't let her escape. He grabs her with his hands, but Poppy quickly dodges. She fights back without mercy, fighting with Kenny in bed.

It's hard to believe that her strength is so strong. Fortunately, he is alert, or he will be...

"Bang!" Poppy kicks him out of the bed while he is distracted, and she gets up from the bed without looking at him. She goes into the cloakroom, finds out a white shirt, and then walks to the bathroom.

When Kenny gets up, there is a sound of shower in the bathroom. Kenny raises a tricky smile and says to himself, "how merciless she is!"

They horse around upstairs, like two fishes playing in the water.

While downstairs, Mrs. Murphy opens the door with a spare key. She brings some midnight snacks to her son.

The living room is lighted. Mrs. Murphy is sure that her son is at home. She doesn't see him on the first floor, so she goes straight to the bedroom on the second floor.

The bedroom door is not closed. She slowly walks in, just like a thief.

When she sees Kenny lying on the bed with his clothes in disorder, she exclaims, "Kenny, what's the matter with you?"

At the same time, the door of the bathroom happens to open. Poppy is wearing a man's shirt, looking lazy. She comes out with a fragrance of shower gel.

She is so charming with her long white legs exposed, and the perfect curve appears indistinctly. Her long hair ends are still dripping with water, and her white skin is slightly red due to the hot water. "My god!" Mrs. Murphy never expected that she would see such a scene. She covers her mouth in surprise, and looks at Kenny and Poppy.

Poppy is calm, she looks back at Mrs. Murphy and seems to think about something.

Anyone who sees this scene will think it wrongly. Mrs. Murphy goes to poppy and says, "You little fox! Is that you seduce my son? Don't you know he has a girlfriend?"

Poppy carefully looks at the old lady in front of her. She is simple in dress and has excellent skin care. She isn't like other old women who make up her face with thick powder.

From those clear eyes, Poppy even read a trace of kindness.

She doesn't see it wrong. Although Mrs. Murphy is scolding her, there is no sense of blame in the eyes at all.

It's very important at first sight. Poppy is not angry with her. Instead, she shrugs innocently. "Your son took me here. He slept in my house last night. Why don't you tell your son not to pester me?"

Mrs. Murphy is dissatisfied with the disdain in Poppy's eyes. "My son is so handsome and rich. How is it possible to pester you?"

Poppy is amused by her words. "Then you can ask you son where he slept last night?"

Mrs. Murphy turns around and looks at Kenny. "Kenny, is it true?"

Kenny touches his nose embarrassingly. "Mom, what she said is all true. I did slept in her house last night."

"You..." Mrs. Murphy points at them, "you..."

She didn't expect the plot to develop like this. Mrs. Murphy is a little stunned. She usually refuses to use her brain for the complicated and vexed things.

So she immediately changes the topic, "I made some food. Kenny, come down to eat."

She pauses for a second and then looks at poppy. "I've done a lot. It's a pity to throw it. Do you want to have some?"

Poppy smiles and answers, "sure."

In the dining room, Poppy looks at the spare rib porridge brought by her. She suddenly feels hungry. She scoops one bowl after another and eats it with relish. At the same time, she murmurs, "I've just finished my sport, I'm starving. Fortunately, I have food to save my stomach."

When Mrs. Murphy hears her saying "sport", she immediately think it wrongly. "You are really a fox. Don't you feel shameful? How could you speak all this kind of thing out?"

Poppy knows that Mrs. Murphy got it wrong, but she deliberately says, "if it is the "sport" like you think, your son would even want to do it with me every day, why can't I just say it?"

Mrs. Murphy look at her son. And Kenny, who is eating porridge slowly, nods his head, "Mom, you don't have to ask me, she's telling the truth."

He really wants to do that kind of sport with Poppy, but he has never had a chance!

"Hum, little fox, it's dissolute to dress like this." Mrs. Murphy looks at her and says discontentedly.

"Mrs. Murphy, as you said, I'm a fox. How can I behave properly?" she looks at Kenny beside her and says deliberately, "if I do, I can't seduce your son."

"My son is not lack of women!" Mrs. Murphy is not convinced.

"Then ask him if he has been pestering me?"

This time, without waiting for Mrs. Murphy to look at him, Kenny has said in truthfully, "Mom, she's right."

"Nonsense! You pamper her in everything, what about the future?"

Mrs. Murphy, you are wrong again. There is no future for him and me." Poppy immediately denies.

"No?" Mrs. Murphy is surprised at her reaction, she starts to realize something. It seems that the girl really doesn't care about her son, and it is Kenny who is really pestering her. "Don't be so certain. We still have time." Kenny says meaningfully. Seeing that she has finished another bowl of porridge, he conveniently fills another bowl for her.

In this way, Poppy eats out two-thirds of the porridge.

She burps and wipes her mouth with a piece of paper. At the same time, she praises Mrs. Murphy's cooking skills. "Mrs. Murphy, your porridge is delicious than outside."

Mrs. Murphy is very satisfied, she is not modest at all. "You bet. I have specially learned my cooking skills from the famous chefs. Do you like it? I can bring some here another day." Mrs. Murphy doesn't seem to have a grudge. She was fighting with Poppy just now, but now that's not the case.

Poppy laughs. "I don't want to be taken back by your son."

Mrs. Murphy becomes a little angry. "Is my son really so bad?"

"In my eyes..." Poppy smiles and nods, "he's boring!"

Mr. Murphy glares angrily at Kenny. "Kenny, you're such a failure."

Kenny is a little frustrated. At present, he really can't get her.

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